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So this is Dusty. I kept forgetting I'd adopted her, who knows how long ago from grendy's admin, but never got around to using her, which I feel bad for ; 3 ; So I wanted to get to drawing her and maybe figure something out for her, just not sure yet.

She's 16, short, she's a rather sweet girl who enjoys sweaters, basically bundling up to be snuggly and warm. Under her wings is a big grey sweater and her shorts held up by suspenders. I'm thinking maybe she lives in a little cottage in the forest, either by herself or with one family member. ))

I'll go ahead and say ye she's open to rp so I can get used to her.

Info update

Age: 16

Personality: sweet, a little shy and quite (but not extremely) as she's somewhat secluded out in the woods in her little cottage. And she tends to hide behind the books at her job until someone needs something, she'll be there to give them their book. She'll try to say what's on her mind if asked

Occupation: She's a library tech at the library turtle princess runs. But hopes to be a teacher for young children when she's older.

Likes: The soothing sound of ticking clocks or a metronome, being warm, books, and tending to the little garden she has.

extra: her antennae are a little sensitive, since they smell for her, navigate her flight and all. And bright lights like any moth attract her, put her in a bit of a daze.

Dusty: "I'm Dusty..it's nice to meet you, and no trouble um.."*She looked about for a moment.* "Well we're not too far from my cottage so you're rather far into the woods..between turtle princess's library and the candy kingdom."

Dusty: *She'd been admiring some flowers when someone suddenly bumped into her, causing her to let out a squeak and fall over. She turned over to look up at who had knocked her over and squirmed to try and get off her wings as she'd wound up sitting on them.* I...I think so... oh mothballs

Clock Prince:*kneels down next to her, tilting his head some to get a better look at her*O-oh, I am h-horribly sorry for this!H-here, let me help you up, perhaps?I would feel h-horribly guilty if I did not at least help to make sure y-you are alright, miss. ó︹ò;

Clock Prince:*smiles weakly, standing straight and offering her his hand, albeit shakily*N-not a problem, m-miss. It is certainly the least I could do after, e-er.. Fumbling over you rather gracelessly...

Dusty: *She smiled a bit and placed her small hand into his offered one. Now on her feet again, her wings twitched and shifted about until she settled them back around her.* Well I appreciate your concern and helping me. Thank you again. *She said graciously.*